Sine theorem

Chapter 26

Chapter 26

Yan Donghai came with a younger brother who was as old as Yan Jin.

Little Fatty watched Yan Jin's normal face turn cold a little bit.

"Did I see two Yan Donghais?"

Yan Donghai rubbed his hands nervously, and didn't step into his house on his own initiative.Instead, he explained somewhat cautiously: "Cough...Xiao Jin. This is your cousin Lin Luozhe. It's your... Aunt Lin's son." He pulled the boy behind him to him.

The young man introduced himself as before, as if he hadn't seen Yan Jin's face. "I'm Lin Luozhe. Hello cousin, happy birthday." He took out a mouse box, "Razer mouse, very suitable for playing games, I hope you like it."

Yan Jin looked at him coldly, his anger had nowhere to rest.He also knew not to hit the smiling face, and besides...a little cousin who seemed innocent.

Yan Jin no longer stalemate, turned back into the room.

Xiao Niang waved to Yan Donghai, and said in a small voice, "Uncle Yan, come in quickly."

There were not many people in the room, just a few people Yan Jin knew well.In order to save trouble, several people ordered takeaway instead of cooking.The little fat boy brought two boxes of beer, saying it was a gift for Yan Jin; the young lady wove a scarf for him and gave it to him, but unexpectedly attracted Meng Shixin's bad face; the bad face gave Yan Jin a dozen mediocre Odd...five three.

The stack of fives and threes was placed on the small table, with the stacked beer next to it.

"The takeaway hasn't arrived yet?"

Yan Jin shook her head, "I don't know, maybe the road is blocked."

Yan Donghai finally had a chance to get in the conversation, and hurriedly said: "I'll make longevity noodles for you, what kind of birthday is it if you don't eat longevity noodles on your birthday? Wait." Before they could respond, he ran into the In the kitchen, the sound of chopping vegetables came from there after a while.

Yan Jin didn't care, just opened a bottle of beer and poured it down.Little Fatty had never seen Yan Jin drink alcohol—Yan Jin had never participated in their activities—so he was a little curious about his drinking capacity.

The lights in the room were a bit dim, and the teenager sitting on the sofa described it as lazy, looking down, only the long eyelashes and a shadow could be seen.

The little fat boy swallowed, and turned to talk to Lin Luozhe.This cousin who came out of the sky is very good at dealing with things, and he got along with the little fat boy who loves games in two or three strokes.Xiaoniang was still having some mild and awkward quarrels with Meng Shixin.

At this moment, it seemed unusually harmonious in the small house.

But only for a moment.

Yan Donghai's hands and feet were very nimble, and within a short while he served several bowls of hot noodles, with an egg and a few slices of bright red tomatoes spread out on top of them—the only thing that could be found in Yan Jin's family's poor kitchen. Side dishes too.

The bowl of noodles was very beautiful, Yan Jin sniffed and looked at it in a daze.How long has it been since he has eaten something made by Yan Donghai himself?He didn't know, maybe he didn't eat it a few times from the beginning to the end.

"Xiao Jin? Eat, the noodles are cold." Yan Donghai watched him hesitate to move his chopsticks, suspecting that he did not cook well.

The little chubby boy on the other side ate the noodles, and boasted sullenly: "Uncle Yan's noodles are delicious! Brother Jin, you are really lucky."

Little Fatty doesn't know about Yan Jin's family.Of course, no one told him.

The little girl's face was turning green.

Yan Donghai rubbed his hands in embarrassment, "Well, it's my fault. I haven't done anything for him a few times."

Little Fatty also realized that something was wrong, so he kept quiet and concentrated on eating the noodles in his bowl.

"The takeaway is here, I'll pick it up." Yan Jin walked out with the coat hanging on the side and her mobile phone.

The air in November is cold and dry, and there is a breath of white mist in the air.Yan Jin took the takeaway and brought it up, her hands became a little cold after leaving the heater.For some reason, he didn't want to go back so early, he almost counted the stairs.The floor is not high, no matter how you count, you will be exhausted.The corridor on the third floor was very quiet, he looked at the closed door opposite - Xie Ting was not there.He paused at the door for a moment, and could hear laughter from his own house.

There are laughter and laughter inside the door, but loneliness outside the door.

He stood for a while, then walked in.

The birthday cake brought by Yan Donghai was placed on the table.Cousin Lin was playing his family's game with Xiaopanger, and Xiaoniang and Meng Shixin seemed to be getting quarrelsome, and sat down and drank noodle soup together.Yan Jin glanced at it, but said nothing.He threw the takeaway paper bag on the small table, "I bought some stewed noodles and skewers."

The little lady stared at the "point" of the two big bags of skewers in a daze, "Are you finished?"

Yan Jin glanced at him, "I can't finish eating."

"Then you still buy it?"

"You can't finish it, someone will eat it."

The little girl said "oh", but didn't go into it.The little fat boy came over after smelling the fragrance, grabbed a bunch of gluten and took a bite, then cried out immediately: "It's so hot, so hot!"

"Who is robbing you?" Yan Jin opened another can of beer without taking a sip, and drank slowly.

"Xiao Jin, let's eat cake. Alcohol is not good for the stomach."

Yan Jin had no objection and nodded.Yan Donghai quickly opened the cake box, revealing the fruit cake inside.The cake was so big that Yan Jin almost caught sight of the yellow peaches on it - he was allergic to yellow peaches.He frowned slightly, not intending to eat it anymore.

Yan Donghai didn't notice it, he happily cut the cake, and gave Yan Jin the biggest piece.

The piece of cake given to him did not have yellow peaches on it.Yan Jin observed carefully for a while——

He doesn't eat pineapple and coconut sandwich.

Grapes have seeds, he doesn't eat them.

The cherries are in a can, and he doesn't eat them either.

Yan Jin put down the beer can, clasped her hands between her eyebrows.

His head hurts a little, it should be from the alcohol.He had never drank alcohol and had no idea how much he could drink.

He doesn't want to try.

He didn't touch the cake, but ate the bowl of cold noodles instead.The noodles are a bit mushy because they have been left for a long time.It is no longer as strong as it was when the pot was just opened.But he still ate two chopsticks and played with his mobile phone on the sofa.

Seeing that he had nothing to do, Yan Donghai sat next to him and expressed his necessary greetings to him as a father.

He is in charge of expressing, and Yan Jin is in charge of swiping the phone.

"...Luo Zhe is going to transfer schools soon. His school is too far away from home, and it is not safe. I plan to transfer him to your class, oh, he is the same age as you."

In the morning, Yan Jin posted a post in the circle of friends that has not been updated for 800 years. There is no text, only a picture——

It was a calendar with a date clearly written on it.

1106

A string of "Happy Birthday" is lined up below.

Very boring.

Yan Jin replied with a few words of thanks, just in time to hear "transfer school".

He frowned slightly, but kept his eyes on the phone screen.He clicked on Xie Ting's WeChat.

The last sentence of the recent chat is still displayed there——

【Xie Ting】: I will definitely get home very late tonight, but I will live with you.

【jade (Jin)】: Alright, I'll wait for you.

It seems that I was really busy, and I didn't reply to the news all day.

Lin Luozhe leaned next to him, holding the game controller, "Brother, do you want to play a game?"

Yan Jin was somewhat disgusted by the behavior of calling him brother as soon as he came up. He took the handle and stood up from the sofa.

"beat."

So 5 minutes later, Yan Jin was holding the game controller and staring at Uncle Mario wearing a red hat on the screen.

"This is what you said about playing a game?" Yan Jin couldn't believe it.

However, Comrade Xiaolin nodded solemnly: "This is good for brain development."

What are the benefits?

Yan Jin was about to put the game controller on the table, why not go back and slump on the sofa to brush up on Moments.

As if seeing his intentions, Lin Luozhe begged with a bitter face: "Brother, brother, let's give it a shot. That fat guy just now was too good, he died immediately."

Yan Jin raised her eyebrows, she didn't expect that Little Fatty would have a day of being teased.So he withdrew his hand, "Hurry up, I haven't finished my math problem yet."

The upgraded version of Mario is really not a good thing. Yan Jin spent 10 minutes watching the series of "Mario's [-] Ways to Die", and unilaterally thought that Mario and the people who played Mario were idiots.

It seems that I have scolded myself too...

He glanced at the small table and the dining table. The cake was almost ruined by them, and the two takeaway bags were also empty.Several beer cans were strewn about on the ground.

Enduring his dizziness, he stood up and squeezed his numb legs. "When are you leaving?"

Yan Donghai said "Oh" as if he had just realized the passage of time, and his smile was a little embarrassed and at a loss, "I'm about to leave. Luo Zhe, let's go. Aren't you going to report at your brother's school tomorrow? ?"

Lin Luozhe agreed, obviously not having enough fun.Said to Yan Jin with unfinished thoughts: "Brother, see you tomorrow."

Yan Jin didn't leave any fart to him.

Lin Luozhe touched his nose, turned around and followed Yan Donghai.

Yan Jin watched them close the door, then turned to the other three and said, "What about you? Are you going to live in my house?"

"Let's go, go to bed early if you drink." The little fat boy wanted to go back to sleep after eating and drinking.

Before leaving, Xiaoniang cast a look at him.

Yan Jin nodded.

Xie Ting really came back very late, but luckily he still remembered that he had promised a little classmate one thing.

Yan Jin had given him the key to his room a long time ago, so that it was convenient for him to wake up in the morning.He opened the door of Yan Jin's house familiarly, and what came into view——

It's a mess on the table and cans all over the place.

Yan Jin leaned on the sofa, her eyes were slightly closed, as if she had fallen asleep.

"How much did you drink?" Xie Ting suspected that he might be late tomorrow.

"Get up, go wash your face first, don't you want to wait for me to celebrate your birthday..."

As if sleepy, Yan Jin blurted out after being shaken awake by him——

"Xie Ting, can you not go..."